Plunder

Something in her still rebelled against the evil creature. She would not be broken. Though the taste of Nightmare's cock still lingered in her mouth, Luna would not cravenly beg for more of it. Her hips shifted, but she resisted the urge to turn her haunches invitingly toward Nightmare. In vain she tried to draw her tail down, but her body betrayed her, and instead her pussy wetly clutched at nothing, craving to be filled.

Nightmare saw it all, and snickered. She slowly strolled before Luna, casting a supercilious look upon her. Luna tried to disregard her, but she could not help but notice Nightmare's cock, still half-erect and hanging beneath her belly. Luna's gaze fixed upon it, staring at the sheen of wetness that still glistened on it, and the way the thick shaft bounced with each step Nightmare took. She could not tear her attention away.

“Oho,” Nightmare said. “Does my cock fascinate you so? Are you hoping for another mouthful?” She glanced meaningfully toward Luna's raised tail. “Or would you prefer to suck on it with a different set of lips?”

Luna stared raptly as Nightmare's shaft visibly stiffened.

“Go to Tartarus,” Luna gasped out. But Nightmare's words sent a yearning shiver down Luna's spine

Nightmare gave a cruel little laugh. “Your tone is a lie. Your body craves me.” She sidled up to Luna, brushing across her back with one black wing. “I am your master, after all. Your nerves itch for my touch. Your cunt aches to surrender to my cock. It drips and drizzles its need for my shaft.”

Luna shuddered and pulled away, a shameful thick dollop of her juices suddenly leaking from her pussy to spatter onto the floor. She snarled “No!” at Nightmare.

Nightmare smirked and circled behind Luna. She snaked out her neck and put her nose to Luna's glistening pussy, inhaling deeply and noisily. She raised her head, savoring the scent of Luna's arousal. “This is not the smell of “no,” little whorse,” she purred. “This is the smell of a slut who is dreaming of the feel of a cock between her thighs.” She looked toward the two assistants by the milking machine. “Can you smell it from across the room?” she called out to them, mockingly. “Don't get too worked up. This one is specially reserved for me alone.”

Luna spat a curse, but Nightmare's words evoked a storm of erotic thoughts. She imagined Nightmare Moon mounting her, the vile creature bending her to her will, thrusting and spewing into her with a victorious howl as if Luna were but a senseless beast, meant for nothing more than Nightmare's use.

A hot shudder passed through her, and her cock slapped the milking sheath up against her belly, momentarily interrupting its steady, teasing massage. Why would she think such things? Why would they send such thrills of excitement through her? Her pussy was soaking wet, clutching desperately at a phantom cock.

She would not be Nightmare Moon's toy! Yet a traitorous part of her reminded herself she had been sucking on Nightmare's cock not so long ago, for the promise of orgasm. And having gone that far, was it so much worse to spread her legs for the same reward?

Nightmare sidled up and whispered into her ear. “You want me to fuck you.”

Luna shook her head roughly and pulled away, but Nightmare followed. “You want to feel my cock spreading you open. Your body quivers for my stallionhood. You fight it, but your instincts will not be denied. You need to be bred. You need to feel my virile seed gushing inside you.”

Luna half-spun and bucked at her, but it was a weak effort and Nightmare danced back easily. Luna's legs felt like jelly, her pussy an inferno of lust.

Nightmare dipped her nose to Luna's pussy and gave a thick, slurping lick up its length. Her tongue pressed warmly along the sensitive lips. Luna felt fireworks of pleasure explode through her pussy, and she cried out involuntarily.

Luna tried to step away, but her hind leg only quivered and jittered her hoof sideways, parting the slobbering lips of her cunt ever so slightly and invitingly. She felt strands of her juices slip free and spatter along her hind legs. Her hips flexed and offered herself in spite of her own intentions. She hurled a curse at Nightmare Moon, but her voice only came out an animalistic groan.

Nightmare laughed. “Are you asking for something, my dear?” She smacked her lips and ran her tongue along Luna's wetness that christened them. “I can't understand if you don't say it clearly.”

Luna felt a hot shiver of need pass through her. Her pussy ached for another touch of Nightmare's tongue, but more than that, it ached for a hard shaft to fill it. Desire flooded through her, swamping her loathing of Nightmare Moon. Words bubbled in her throat, lust-crazed imprecations to be fucked, desperate pleadings for Nightmare's cock. She bit them back, horrified by the weakness of her will... but she did not know how much more of Nightmare's torments she could withstand.

Nightmare took another deep whiff of Luna's vagina, and gazed upon it with relish. “When you pose like this with your legs apart, your quim is open just enough to see your rosy-pink flesh inside, Luna. Is that deliberate, I wonder?” She snickered.

Nightmare's words sparked a sudden burst of heat in Luna's pussy, and it clenched and winked hungrily, dripping juices before Nightmare's eyes.

“Oh, it's much easier to see when you do that,” Nightmare said archly.

Shame burned in Luna's cheeks. Desperately she tried to wrest back control of her desire, to control the pounding of her heart and the pulsing ache of lust that constantly swept through her thighs.

“I wonder how it would feel to have that wrapped around my cock? What do you think, Luna? How would it feel to have your pussy wrapped around my cock?”

“Sh... shut up,” she gasped out, her mind assaulted with eager thoughts of Nightmare Moon's cock.

“I'm sorry, I couldn't hear that,” Nightmare said. “Let me come closer.”

The next moment, the black creature reared up and settled herself onto Luna's rump. The sudden weight made Luna grunt in shock. She was being mounted! She thought to scramble and throw the other mare off, but she could not bring herself to move. A powerful anticipation surged in her veins instead, holding her in place.

Still, Luna fought back. “Get off,” she spat, but Nightmare Moon only hunched her way further up her back. The weight and feel of another pony mounting her brought an intoxicating intimate aspect to the sensations wracking her body. Her heart pounded in undeniable eagerness.

“Hmmm?” Nightmare asked. “You said something?” She shifted her body a little further along up, bringing her hips ever closer to Luna's haunches, and then Luna felt it. The flat head of Nightmare's cock kissed up against her slavering pussy.

An electric jolt passed through her. For an instant her thoughts shattered, and all that existed was the warm tip settled at the lips of her vagina. She quivered at its teasing pressure, her pussy winking and squeezing, trying to draw it in.

Nightmare lay her muzzle along Luna's neck. “So? How do you think I should imagine it? The sensation of your cunt around my cock?” Her voice buzzed against Luna, her breath stirring the hairs of her neck. “Would it be tight and innocent? Quivering with uncertainty, unfamiliar with the sensation of a shaft exploring its depths? Or maybe sloppy and loose, a well-traveled highway, never closed to traffic.”

Her cock gave another prod at Luna's pussy, spreading her lips and teasing at her. Luna felt a bolt of pure joy quiver through her thighs. An involuntary squirt of fluid sprayed against Nightmare's cock and spattered noisily to the floor.

“So that's you answer,” Nightmare said. “Loose and sloppy. I see.” She pulled her cock away and slid herself backwards, moving to dismount.

Luna heard a drawn out whine, and it took her a moment to realize it was she herself whining. She felt a panic well up in her, and took a step backward as instinct seized control of her hooves and tried to keep her underneath Nightmare Moon. The whine surged upward into a sharp “Wait!”

Nightmare froze. “Oh? What is this? You object?” she said with a smirk. She pulled herself forward along Luna's back until she could stretch her nose to reach Luna's ear. She angled her hips as she closed the distance, so that her cock did not once more find Luna's eager nether lips, but rather slid downward between Luna's thighs to prod against her balls.

Luna felt the head smearing Nightmare's warm pre into her balls like it was massaging oil into her skin. Her cock shuddered inside the milking tube. The shattering orgasms she'd already enjoyed had only primed her with a hunger for more. She wanted desperately to cum again, but more than the delight of spewing another load of seed, she craved attention for her pussy; and Nightmare's continued teasing only drew her into a deeper labyrinth of lust.

“How do you object?” Nightmare whispered into her ear. “What part of your sloppy, loose, overused whorse cunt was I mistaken about?” She gave her hips a little thrust, sliding her cock against Luna's balls. The heat of the shaft was a pleasurable warm pressure soothing her orbs.

“It's not loose,” Luna gasped out incoherently.

“Is that what your guards tell you? How many do you reward at once? Six? Eight? You know they are just being polite when they tell you that. If you fuck that many at a time, you're sure to be loose, you know.”

“I don't—”

“If you won't tell me the truth, I can only guess for myself, you know. It seems like it must be very, very loose.”

“It isn't!” Luna gasped out. “I don't fuck my guards!”

But instantly on saying it, her mind filled with vivid imaginings of doing just that, calling them into her chambers and commanding them to turn her into a sticky, cum-drenched mess. Her pussy gave another hungry squeeze at the thought.

“What a pity,” Nightmare said. “If you did, we could find one to give testimony. As it stands, I can only assume you are lying about your gaping pussy. A shame. I suppose I'll never know one way or the other.” Nightmare shifted her weight as if to slide from Luna's back once more.

Luna felt close to shrieking with frustration. The words slipped from her lips without thought. “Just try it!”

Nightmare froze, though her cock gave a throb against Luna's balls. “What was that?” she asked.

Luna gulped, but mind-numbing waves of desire pulsed through her thighs. “Try it,” she heard herself repeat.

“Try... what?” Nightmare asked. “What exactly are you asking me to do?”

Through clenched teeth, Luna said “Shove your dick in my pussy and find out for yourself!”

Nightmare snickered in mock surprise. “My, what a clever idea! I didn't think of that. You must spend a lot of time thinking about such things for an idea like that to occur to you. I suppose I could give it a try.” She craned her neck forward and whispered in Luna's ear. “Of course if I do, it means I'm not going to stop until I've painted the inside of your cunt with my cream.”

Luna's body answered with a lustful shudder that Nightmare Moon could not help but notice. Nightmare threw back her head and laughed. She shifted back slowly, letting the head of her cock press teasingly along Luna's balls.

But the instant it slid free, Nightmare's cock abruptly twitched up past the drizzling lips of Luna's pussy and slapped up against Nightmare's belly with a noisy thwack that sent droplets of her pre spattering across Luna's rump.

Luna felt a quiver pass through Nightmare's body atop her. Nightmare made an urgent noise and pushed her hips forward, but the warm head of her cock missed the target and kissed up against Luna's anus instead. For a moment she held herself there, prodding at the tight pucker, but then her cock gave another sharp twitch, and the head slipped up to catch for a moment against the underside of Luna's curled-back tail, leaving a warm streak of juices, before slapping again at Nightmare's belly.

Nightmare whimpered, or perhaps it was Luna herself. She could not be certain; all she knew was she needed that monstrously stiff cock inside her. She reached for it with her magic, seeking to grapple and draw it down to her pussy. This time, Nightmare's magic did not come crushing down to stifle hers. Instead, Nightmare's breath hiked in her throat an instant as Luna's magic pulled at her shaft and drew it down to the hungry pussy awaiting it.

Strands of Luna's fluids were dripping from her eager cunt. The moment she felt Nightmare's flaring head touch those slavering lips, she felt a delicious shudder of delight pass through her. Her pussy quivered and clenched eagerly.

“I'm going to make you shriek and beg,” Nightmare breathed, and slowly, ever so slowly she pushed into Luna. The head of her cock spread Luna's wet walls open, driving into her with an agonizing slowness even as it sent explosive bursts of pleasure rippling through her.

For a moment, Nightmare halted, her flare barely contained within Luna's walls. Luna tried to suck her in, clutching at the thickness. She felt it throbbing, and then a sudden hot splash as a little squirt of Nightmare's pre spurted along her already soaking walls. Luna inhaled sharply, nearly swooning at the sensation.

Nightmare chuckled, but it was gasping chuckle. The muscles in her thighs quivered, and her belly heaved as she tried to catch her breath. “You... you want more of that?” she managed to say. She pulled fractionally back, sending thrills of sensation rushing through Luna. Then she resumed her slow, teasing penetration, gradually spreading Luna around her cock, clearly meaning to drive her into a wild agony of frustration.

Yet Nightmare's own body was trembling at the feel of Luna's pussy. Her tortuously slow penetration was disrupted as a quiver in her haunches sent her cock probing deeper. She groaned as a powerful quake shook her, and what had been an exquisitely controlled thrust collapsed into an uncontrollable flexing of the powerful muscles of her haunches. She drove her cock into Luna in a sudden surge, parting Luna's walls in a brutal rush until she bottomed out in a single thrust, her hips slamming tightly against Luna's own. Nightmare threw her head back, her groan turning into an animalistic snarl.

Luna reeled, overwhelmed by the sensation. A spasm of ecstasy gripped her, and her cunt clamped down savagely tight around the steel-hard shaft.

For a moment they stood frozen, locked together. Luna could feel Nightmare panting, and then felt a quake of pleasure pass through Nightmare's body all the way to the cock buried deep within her.

“So this is the feel of an alicorn's pussy,” Nightmare breathed.

Luna too felt a delirious pleasure from the warm cock sunk so deeply within her. Its mere thickness filling her coaxed forth her honeyed juices to soak it, and her silken walls flexed and squeezed at it relentlessly.

It pulsed inside her with the pounding of Nightmare's heartbeat. It twitched erratically, responding perhaps to her own squeezes, or to the spikes of Nightmare's sexual desires.

Yet this was not enough. Luna needed to feel Nightmare's cock thrusting in and out of her. She needed to be fucked. Would she have to abase herself even further before this creature and beg?

But it seemed Nightmare had reached her own limits of self-control. With a convulsive shudder, she flexed her hips, drawing her cock back and then thrusting in again. The feel of it sliding inside her sent shockwaves of bliss through Luna's body. Nightmare made a gasping moan herself.

Then Nightmare got down to the serious business of fucking. She thrust into Luna with long, powerful strokes that thrilled Luna to the core. Luna could feel Nightmare's thick flare forcing it's way deep within, and then being tugged back with breathtaking force, ravishing her tunnel mercilessly. Her walls clutched at it and her juices were sucked in the wake of its passage like surges of the tide, until the pressure of them built up enough to squirt around the length of Nightmare's cock and spill out of her, splashing down her hind legs in pungent streaks.

“There,” Nightmare said, “aren't you ha... happy to take my cock?” Though her words were meant to torment, her voice wavered as she spoke. Her sneering attitude of superiority could not hold up against the wet sensations of Luna's pussy quivering around her. “Fuck you... 'till you... beg...” Nightmare's words slurred into unintelligible grunts and panting. Her hips jerked, thrusting erratically as uncontrollable shudders of ecstasy shook her frame.

Every thrust of that cock sent threads of pleasure jolting through Luna's body. Her rump was sweating as Nightmare ground her hips into it, and she quivered and gasped to each twitch of Nightmare's cock deep within her. She thrilled as the ropy veins slid along her tight walls. Her body welcomed the thick intruder, hard as granite with Nightmare's arousal. The unsteady rhythm as Nightmare drove into her made Luna's heart pound with her excitement. The evil creature was swiftly losing any semblance of control as she rutted Luna, and each rough thrust propelled Luna toward her own wet eruption.

Luna's cock throbbed steadily in its milking sleeve, and her pussy drizzled a constant flow of her fluids around Nightmare's meaty shaft. The air was filled with the sounds of Nightmare's urgent grunts and Luna's own rushing breath, and the wet noise of Nightmare's cock sliding in and out.

Soon Nightmare was slamming into Luna with great thrusts, gasping with each pump. Luna could feel the thick flare fattening even further within her, pushing at her walls and sending intense rushes of pleasure surging through her thighs. Her world became the joyous sensation of that cock filling her, the erotic weight of another pony atop her, fucking her senseless. She no longer cared that it was the vile Nightmare Moon (or even that some fragment of her could not understand how Nightmare Moon could even be separate from her), or that she was imprisoned, a plaything of the creature who rode her. She only cared to feel more of that cock, to flex her hips and welcome it deeper, clutching at its hardness as tightly as she could as shudder after shudder of delight burst between her thighs.

Nightmare's coat shone with a glossy sheen of sweat. Drops of it fell across Luna's back, and steamy heat radiated from her. When Nightmare gave a particularly rough thrust forward, her damp balls bounced forward to bump up against Luna's own thighs. “What do you want next... you little... slut...” Nightmare grunted with each thrust. Luna could feel Nightmare's body trembling with her own need.

“I want your cum,” Luna gasped. “I want to feel your cum!”

And she did indeed. She was full of a craving to feel Nightmare's cock spew her potent seed deep within her. She wanted it to drench her womb, to feel that shaft pouring her full of thick cream.

“Well said,” Nightmare wheezed, and slammed her hips tight to Luna's rump. Nightmare's haunches quivered and twitched. Deep within, Luna felt Nightmare's cock give a kick, and her pussy clutched at it in anticipation.

With a desperate groan, Nightmare suddenly heaved back and thrust in twice more in rapid succession, then held tight to Luna as her cock gave another kick.

Then Luna felt it, a rumbling surge up the length of Nightmare's shaft. An instant later, Nightmare cried out, and Luna felt the hot torrent of sperm shooting inside her.

From it, a warm feeling of raw pleasure radiated through her body. And then, an instant later, blinding ecstasy gripped her, and orgasm swept over her. In its milking sleeve, her cock began to spew, her body shuddering with each thick pulse. At the same time, her cunt surged and frothed around Nightmare's cock, spraying messy squirts of her juices across Nightmare's thighs. Fireworks of erotic release swept through her, and she threw back her head and squealed as the thrilling pulses shook her body.

Nightmare herself quivered at the feel of Luna's cunt spasming around her. Another thick pulse of cum poured into Luna, and then with a rough motion, Nightmare began thrusting again, sliding her fountaining cock in and out of Luna, wringing every drop of pleasure from her orgasm she could. Her hips jerked and trembled as her cock squirted again and again, and she groaned in delight at the feel of emptying her balls inside Luna's slick pussy.

For Luna, each jet of cream that painted her pussy's walls sent another eruption of pleasure exploding through her. Her pussy clenched, locked in multiple orgasms that left her panting to catch her breath. Her cock drained into the milking sleeve in bursts that left her legs shaking in reaction. Her eyes rolled back and saliva dripped from her lips as storm upon storm of ecstasy left her a shuddering mess.

Nightmare's pace slowed, but her cock still twitched and poured more of her seed into Luna. It spilled back around her cock and dripped from the lips of Luna's pussy in thick dollops, dripping to the floor or spattering along Luna's hind legs in long strands that swung back and forth from the force of Nightmare's thrusts. At last, with a wheezing groan, Nightmare slid her cock deep into Luna, now an easy passage flowing with a rich stew of Luna's juices and Nightmare's cum. Nightmare pressed her hips tight to Luna's rump once more, and squeezed one last trickle of sperm from her cock. For a minute she held herself there, catching her breath as Luna quivered beneath her.

Then she slid back off Luna. Her cock pulled free with an obscene wet sound, and a spatter of fluids. Nightmare stumbled backwards drunkenly, shaky in the aftermath of her orgasm. She bumped against the side of the throne behind her, and let her rump slide to the floor, until she was sitting like a dog, her cock still firm enough to jut up between her thighs toward Luna. It glistened with Luna's juices and a white bubble of semen trickled from the tip. Nightmare watched Luna with an amused half-smile, still clearly floating in a post-orgasmic bliss.